The Distant Journey
The rain has been falling for three days. It soaks into the wool of your coat. It drips from the eaves of the grey stone building. You are here to investigate. You are the investigator. The badge is heavy on your chest. It feels like a stone. You remember the day they sent you. The office was cold. The files were thick. They said the anomalies were spreading. They said you were the only one who...
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